Federal Crackdown Intensifies

In a significant demonstration of the federal government’s unwavering commitment to border security, multiple enforcement actions have recently culminated in arrests and convictions across Texas. These operations underscore the administration’s zero-tolerance policy toward unlawful entry and related criminal activities.

Assault on a Border Patrol Agent in Katy, Texas
A routine checkpoint inspection on U.S. Highway 57 near Katy, Texas, escalated into a violent encounter. Kevin Dominguez, a 26-year-old Texas resident,

approached the checkpoint in his sedan. A trained Border Patrol canine signaled the presence of something unusual in the trunk. Upon inspection, agents discovered an individual concealed inside.Instead of complying, Dominguez reversed his vehicle, striking a Border Patrol

agent, and fled the scene, prompting a high-speed chase. Aerial surveillance captured two individuals exiting the vehicle into an open field. One was identified as an undocumented noncitizen from Honduras. Read more below

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